Identity Exposed

Ji Wushuang's brazen abduction of Xue Beng in broad daylight, before countless witnesses, had already reached Xue Ye's ears.

However, after learning from the Heaven Dou Royal Academy students that Xue Beng had appeared at the academy, he withdrew the order to search for him.

Little did he know that Xue Beng was already dead.

Perhaps only after Xue Beng failed to appear for a long time would Xue Ye belatedly realize that he was gone.

The following noon.

Heaven Dou Royal Academy.

An exceedingly luxurious carriage, inside and out, slowly came to a stop before the academy gates.

Prince Xue Xing boarded first.

Ji Wushuang glanced inside the carriage, and two beautiful women entered his view.

He then climbed aboard.

The carriage gradually departed, heading for Heaven Dou City.

Prince Xue Xing asked with a smile, "Xiao Se, want to try them? They're top-grade goods from the Heaven Dou Auction House. Each one is worth a hundred thousand Gold Soul Coins, and they know far better than little girls like Dugu Yan how to serve a man."

Prince Xue Xing had been completely misled by Meng Shenji's earlier words.

He truly believed that Ji Wushuang had sought him out because he admired him.

He now regarded Ji Wushuang as one of his own kind and spoke with such bluntness.

"Hehehe—"

"No need. Your Highness should enjoy them yourself."

Ji Wushuang replied with narrowed eyes and a smile.

Because of the mask, the smile on his face looked deeply unnatural.

Prince Xue Xing failed to notice. Shaking his head, he sighed, "Young people are still young. They don't understand the pleasures of adulthood."

Still, he did not do anything to the two beauties in front of Ji Wushuang.

He merely held them in his arms and enjoyed their attentions.

Not long after.

The carriage entered Heaven Dou City and stopped before Dugu Manor.

"We're here. Let's go."

Prince Xue Xing toyed with his folding fan, held his head high, and strode confidently into Dugu Manor.

Ji Wushuang followed close behind.

Dugu Manor was simply furnished and not particularly large. There were very few people as well. Even after entering the main hall, they had only seen three attendants in total. It did not resemble the residence of a Titled Douluo in the slightest.

"Is Mister Dugu here?"

Prince Xue Xing looked at an attendant and asked.

The attendant replied, "Master is resting in the rear courtyard. I have already sent someone to summon him. Please wait a moment, Your Highness."

"I'm already here."

A cold, hoarse voice sounded.

Ji Wushuang looked over.

An elderly man in a dark green robe, with long green hair, approached slowly with his hands clasped behind his back.

Those deep eyes, like a venomous serpent's, sent chills down one's spine.

"Prince Xue Xing, what brings you to me today?"

As Dugu Bo spoke, he glanced at Ji Wushuang, his cold eyes narrowing slightly.

"Trying to hide your face!"

"You dare wear a mask when meeting this old man? Are you courting death!?"

Prince Xue Xing froze, confusion appearing on his face.

"As expected of a Titled Douluo. You saw through my disguise at a glance. I thought I had hidden myself quite well."

Ji Wushuang chuckled and removed the Silk Mask from his face.

There was no longer any need to hide.

"Y-you're the person Salas is looking for!?" Prince Xue Xing's eyes widened in disbelief.

Dugu Bo frowned and snorted coldly. "Who are you? You went to such lengths to find this old man. What do you want?"

Ji Wushuang glanced at Prince Xue Xing. "Some matters are best not known by a third person."

"Damn it! You bastard... you dared use me!" Prince Xue Xing finally understood, his face filled with fury.

"Xue Xing, go back first!" Dugu Bo stared coldly at Ji Wushuang and spoke flatly.

Prince Xue Xing glared fiercely at Ji Wushuang, his back teeth grinding with loud cracks as he left in anger.

"You know this old man is a Titled Douluo, yet you remain so calm. I wonder who gave you such courage."

Dugu Bo's expression turned cold.

Soul Power carrying a fishy stench spread outward.

Buzz!

Ji Wushuang instantly released his Martial Soul and Spirit Rings.

Twelve flying swords left their sheaths at once.

Streaks of sword light tore through the air, hovering around Ji Wushuang.

Dugu Bo had lived for sixty or seventy years and considered himself widely experienced, but this was the first time in his life he had seen Spirit Ring configuration so far beyond all reason.

A sword casket Martial Soul, the Flying Sword Technique!

And such a Spirit Ring configuration!

Dugu Bo's brows drew tightly together, his expression grave as he stared hard at Ji Wushuang.

After scrutinizing him for a moment.

His expression abruptly changed, and his pupils contracted sharply. He blurted out, "You're Ji Wushuang—the disciple of Spirit Hall's Pope, Bibi Dong!?"

Ji Wushuang looked surprised. "I never expected Senior Dugu to know of me. I am truly honored."

Dugu Bo's face immediately darkened.

Ignoring Ji Wushuang's presence, he carefully sensed the situation both inside and outside Dugu Manor.

A long while later.

The gravity on Dugu Bo's face faded completely, replaced by confusion as he asked, "You went to such lengths and used Prince Xue Xing to find me. What exactly do you want?"

There was not the slightest trace of any powerful expert within or outside Dugu Manor.

This left him utterly puzzled about Ji Wushuang's purpose in coming here.

Ji Wushuang smiled. "I came for Senior Dugu, as well as Senior Dugu's granddaughter—Dugu Yan."

Dugu Bo frowned deeply. "Speak plainly. Do not beat around the bush with me."

Ji Wushuang's smile faded. "In that case, could Senior Dugu first rein in his aura?"

Only then did Dugu Bo realize that, due to his tension, he had forgotten to withdraw his aura.

Ji Wushuang's background was simply too formidable.

That Ji Wushuang was the disciple of Spirit Hall's Pope was no secret among top-tier experts, and Bibi Dong had never intended to conceal information about him.

Anyone who deliberately investigated would learn about Ji Wushuang.

Anyone would assume that top-tier experts accompanied Ji Wushuang whenever he traveled.

Unexpectedly, his caution had been unnecessary.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—

The twelve flying swords returned to their sheaths. With the Peerless Sword Casket on his back and five Spirit Rings beneath his feet, Ji Wushuang smiled faintly. "Yesterday, I happened to see Miss Dugu and was struck by her beauty, but we only met once. I heard that she was your granddaughter, Senior, and that Prince Xue Xing had a good relationship with you, so I went to great lengths to ask Prince Xue Xing to introduce me."

Dugu Bo raised his brows, a hint of interest appearing in his eyes. But when he thought of how Dugu Yan was currently passionately involved with Yu Tianheng of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, he could not help but frown again.

"If you wish to pursue my granddaughter and seek an opening through me, then unfortunately, my granddaughter already has someone. Her boyfriend is the young master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan."

Ji Wushuang smiled. "Is that so... what a pity. Then I can only wish Miss Dugu happiness. However, there is another matter I would like to discuss with Senior Dugu."

"Speak."

Ji Wushuang said, "I observed that Miss Dugu's hair and eye colors differ from those of ordinary people, and that there is a faint fishy odor around her. It was only a guess before, but now that I have seen Senior Dugu in person, I am certain."

"Senior Dugu, have you been poisoned?"

Dugu Bo's pupils contracted sharply, and his face darkened. His emerald eyes fixed fiercely on Ji Wushuang. Out of consideration for Ji Wushuang's identity, he forcefully suppressed the urge to attack.

Ji Wushuang continued, "And it is poison that can be inherited by descendants, passed down from generation to generation. I have no interest in Senior Dugu's family affairs, but from my observations of Miss Dugu, if she does not suppress the poison in her body, she will live at most until the age of twenty-five."

"This old man has roamed the continent for decades. I have only ever poisoned others. How could I possibly be poisoned myself?" Dugu Bo sneered disdainfully.

Ji Wushuang watched Dugu Bo's act in silence without blinking.